Little Milk Fountain

Last night Sophia’s fever spiked to 102. We called a 24hr nurse line. Kurt made the call and I was nursing Sophia at the time. He gave a little info and then hung up. What the? “They’ll call back.” In between that time Sophia finished nursing and promptly threw up everything she just ate all over me. Ever had a milk bath?…In your own milk?

The nurse called back and basically said not to treat the low 100.4 fever (oops) but to go ahead and give Sophia another dose of Tylenol because it had been seven hours since the last dose and she was now at 102. She gave us some tips on how to make Sophia a little more comfortable, like how to clear her nose with saline, and I guess a little humidifier is next on our things to purchase for baby list.

She threw up on me one more time last night. I had to change her and myself one more time and then try to sleep knowing I had baby puke all over my stomach and legs. ACK!

This morning I noticed another tooth on the little nipple gnasher. This one is on top. That’s probably what caused the low grade fever all day yesterday. Oh and that “pink eye” was gone the next day. That doctor was an idiot. Whoever heard of pink eye clearing up in a day? I was right, her sinuses were just backed up. Stupid doctor.